Men In Trees, a story of a lady writer which known as a relationship coach and someone who believes in love. Giving advice to others on relationships and she even wrote books on love and relationships. That is what she do for life. But there’s one thing about her She’s hurting from past love and she had chose the painful way of love. How I can relate to her stories and her feelings. Maybe it is just a fiction, a drama series like any other drama series that you can find in TV. But to me, its more than just a drama series that you can laugh and cry when watching it. Its not an ordinary drama series, its more than that.
I couldn’t believe that I am saying this. I’ve been writing so many things about love. People perceive me as someone who believes in love but this is what I feel at the moment.
Hurt is when you know that you’re out of love. Love has two ways and one of it is the painful way. When the feeling is there, you should let it out. Right there, out loud. Or else the moments will just disappear. And here I am, trying to put my feelings into words and figuring how am I supposed to feel and not how I truly feel.
Love should bring so much happiness, joy and a meaningful moment in life. Love should brings out the best of you and never let you down. Love shall never disappoint you. And Love should be about giving and not expecting anything out of it. That’s Love. That’s what you read in storybooks, love stories and movies.
You know its love when your heart is singing all the way. You know its love when it makes you smile throughout the day. You know its love when your heart beats every moment your loved one is around. You know its love when there is no other place that you want to be than being with him or her.
But to love and to be loved, you need to take that risk. The risk of getting hurt and not being loved in return. When you have the courage to say out loud how much you love the other halves, it also means that you’re risking yourself. By being expressive, you’re letting yourself to be hurt by the other halves. Only by taking that chances, then you would know whether you’re loved or you’re out of love.
And when you feel the hurt, you would realize that you’ve been in love and out of love. And how you wish that moment will disappear and vanished in a second. And how you wish you could just take back anything that you’ve said and done. But there’s no turning back and there’s no regret.
Questions.. How could we quit something we never even tried? How could you open your heart to someone who broke it into pieces?